After writing yesterdays post, I wanted to share a painting that I created while accepting the challenges of grief.
Anyone that knows me, knows that I love Wolves. I always have. They are my top animal totem, bringing me guidance, living with Nature and being true to myself. This particular Wolf, Taz, was not ordinary and certainly has spoken to me even after she has left the physical world.
To be accepted by her was a gift. She had a terrible start to life but was eventually cared for and received the respect she deserved. Very few could go in her living space, she was not fearful but choosy who she tolerated. I was lucky to meet her list of requirements and even in dreams she wanted me to be near her.
Last week as I was scrolling through pictures of her, one photo flashed a bright painting and I took that as her speaking to me. So I got a canvas and started to paint. This photo created a vision of her leaving the restricted living area and walking to freedom, which she had never known. This feeling of freedom is something that I yet to have felt.
The paint flowed and created colors that were bright and almost intimidating. But her calm look and slow gate showed, to me, that she made it, her freedom at last.
A path was waiting for her...is one waiting for me?
Hope you are all well, stay safe and look for Nature during this uncertain time.